Fuji Earth Angel

(Taking a short break from Peru talk)

I think I met my bike angel last week. I was riding home in rush hour, which I find terrifying, when an older gentleman in crisp khakis and a dress shirt pulled up next to me at a stop light. He had the exact same Fuji bike as me, just a lighter blue frame. We exchanged bike shop talk, and he said my bike was outfitted pretty well but I needed a headlight. For the record, I do have a light on my bike, but I guess he didn't think it was good enough.

"Take mine," he said, handing me the light off his bike. "After all, the life you save may be your own." And then the light changed, and he rode off into the sunset.

All this is true. Whether he is actually my biking guardian angel is debatable.